Ice Ice Baby.  Ice Ice Baby.  All right stop, collaborate and listen.  Ice is back with a brand new invention.  -Vanilla Ice

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Like my main Sgt. Brad Colbert always says, “Stay frosty.”  Matty Ice has been staying frosty.  Mr. Frosty.  Cool as a cucumber.  Never gets nervous.  Never Nervous Pervis.  You know I’ve always loved this kid.  Loved him back at BC.  For Boston, for Boston, thy glory is our own.  For Boston, for Boston, ’tis here that truth is known.”  Truth is, as a junior he was awarded first-team All-ACC honors on a broken foot.  Gimping to a double overtime victory against nationally ranked Clemson.  Gimping around to beat Florida State.  Senior year, healthy, he was something else. 

He was something else in that Virginia Tech game.  You saw it.  You saw it one Thursday night in Blacksburg, Virginia.  One Thursday night in Blacksburg, Virginia in the mud and the slop.  One Thursday night in Blacksburg, Virginia in the mud and the slop when Matty Ice brought the Screamin’ Eagles back from being down 10-0.  Brought the Screamin’ Eagles back in the final three minutes of the game.  Brought the Screamin’ Eagles back to a 14-10 victory on a twenty-four-yard touchdown pass to Andre Callender with eleven seconds left.  Now Matty Ice is bringing the Atlanta Falcons back to respectability.

Michael Vick who?  Michael Vick won games with his legs.  Big Matt Ryan is winning games with his gun.  The man with the golden gun.  He never misses his target, and now his target is the NFL.  Ryan’s 70-yard touchdown bomb to a streaking Roddy White on Sunday was a thing of beauty.  His first NFL pass for a 62-yard touchdown strike to Michael Jenkins against Detroit, a work of art.  Put them together, what do you get?  History.  That’s what.  Those two throws made Matt Ryan only the third quarterback since 1970 whose first two career TD passes went for at least 60 yards.  Yowza!  If you’re curious, the others were Bubby Brister and Spleenless Chris Simms.

Matt Ryan is leading these new look Falcons into a new era.  Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Atlanta Falcons.  Ryan’s two deep strikes equal half as many touchdown passes of forty or more yards the Falcons completed in all sixteen games last season.  Yes, the speed of his receivers help.  Yes, Michael the Burner Turner’s run game has opened up Matty Ice’s pass game.  Yes Sam Baker’s early success on the line hasn’t hurt.  But let’s give some credit where credit is due.  Let’s give some credit to the new face of the Atlanta Flacons.  Let’s give some credit to Matty Ice.

Public Acknowledgements:  Generation Kill, James Bond and JFK

Public Spectacle:

Peace out homies.  Six Two and Even!

Josh Q. Public:  You are the one I want!  Oooooo, ooooo, ooooo.  The one I need.
Oh, yes indeed.  -Grease

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Make no mistake about it, the Dolphins need a lot of things.  The staff is set. The assistants are in place.  Now it’s time to get some players.  Football players play football.  Bill Parcells is buying the groceries.  He needs to mosey down the quarterback aisle and pick himself up a football player.  He needs to mosey down the quarterback aisle and pick himself up some Matt Ryan.  Matty Ice.  I’m so hot for her.  I’m so hot for her.  I’m so hot for her, and she’s so cold.  Cold as a cucumber.  Never gets nervous.  Never Nervous Pervis.  Never gets uptight.  He just calmly walks into the huddle and executes the game plan.  Matt Ryan plays football.  In 2006, played football hurt.  In 2006, he played most of the season on a broken foot.  Awarded first-team All-ACC honors on a broken foot.  Gimping to a double overtime victory against nationally ranked Clemson.  Gimping around to beat Florida State.  Wo oh oh oh oh.  Wo oh, oh oh.  Hangin’ tough.  Hangin’ tough with a laser rocket arm. Hangin’ tough with great mechanics.  At 6-feet-5, 218 pounds he’s a full grown man.  He was a full grown man one Thursday night in Blacksburg, Virginia.  One Thursday night in Blacksburg, Virginia in the mud and the slop.  One Thursday night in Blacksburg, Virginia when he brought the Screamin’ Eagles back from being down 10-0.  Brought the Screamin’ Eagles back in the final three minutes of the game.  Brought the Screamin’ Eagles back to a 14-10 victory.  He also threw the game-winning TD pass in the final two minutes of a win over Clemson.  A win that sealed the deal.  Sealed the ACC Atlantic division title for the Eagles.  For Boston, for Boston, thy glory is our own.  For Boston, for Boston, ’tis here that truth is known.  The truth is Matty Ice is a leader.  The truth is Matty Ice is tough.  The truth is Matty Ice is smart.  I’m smart!  Not like everybody says… like dumb… I’m smart and I want respect!  If the Dolphins are smart, if the Dolphins want respect, they’ll draft Matt Ryan.  Matty Ice.  Ice ice baby, too cold, too cold. 

Public Acknowledgements:  Rolling Stones, Pervis Ellison, New Kids On The Block, Godfather II and Vanilla Ice

Peace out homies.  Six two and Even!

Josh Q. Public:  There’s something about a Josh Q. Public man.

Public Service Announcement:  OK, here we go!  I know I’m a homer.  A shameless homer.  An insufferable homer.  An incorrigible homer.  Doh!  But still.  Still.  This has to be the best time ever to be so.  It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right.  I hope you had the time of your life.  I did.  I did.  I am.  I am.  This is the apex of my Boston sports fandom.  The pinnacle.  The Zenith.  I’m doing all right, getting good grades.  The future’s so bright, I gotta wear shades.  This moment in time.  This right here.  Stanley, see this?  This is this.  This ain’t something else.  This is this.  From now on, you’re on your own.  Sports historians will go back and claim this era in sports the Boston Sports Age.  Bigger than the Bronze Age.  Better than the Age of Reason.  Bigger and better.  Just stop a minute.  Freeze frame!  This freeze-frame moment can’t be wrong.  What would a Boston story be without J Geils?  Sorry, back to your regularly scheduled program.  1986 may be the closest, but that wasn’t even close.  The Celtics were the cornerstone.  The Celtics with the Big Four.  The Big Four.  Bird.  Walton.  McHale.  Parrish.  Champions of the world.  Maybe the best basketball team ever assembled.  The Red Sox were one booted ball away from their first World Series win since 1918.  The Patriots with Grogan, Andre Tippett, Stanley #### and company were one year removed from their first Super Bowl appearance ever.  One year removed from their first Super Bowl appearance ever but ousted by John Elway and the Denver Broncos in the first round of the playoffs.  Follow me, don’t follow me.  I’ve got my spine, I’ve got my Orange Crush.  The Bruins powered by Cam Neely and Ray Borque were on their way to great things.  But not there yet.  Lemelin and Moog had still not arrived.  Boston College quarterback and Doug Flutie back-up, Shawn Halloran, led the team to a 9-3 record and a 27-24 win against the Georgia Bulldogs in the Hall of Fame Bowl.  The Jim O’Brien era on the hardwoods was just beginning.  All and all, a pretty good time to be a Boston sports fan.  Pretty pretty good. 
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This is a great time.

The Boston Red Sox have just steamrolled their way into the playoffs.  Went wire to wire atop the AL Beast.  Went wire to wire in the AL Beast and dethroned the hated Yankees.  Dethroned the hated Yankees after their nine year run.  Dethroned the hated Yankees after humiliating them in 2004.  Reverse the curse.  Wake the damned Bambino so I can drill him in the ####.  The times they are a-changing.  This Red Sox team is looking to be tough to beat.  Mighty tough to beat.  Beat on the brat.  Beat on the brat.  Beat on the brat with a baseball bat.  Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh.  Uh-oh is right.  Did you see Curt last night?   Boom boom out go the lights.  Lights out in his first postseason game since the bloody sock World Series game.  Lights out striking out four.  Light out allowing a meager six hits in seven innings.  Light out raising his postseason record to 9-2 while lowering his ERA to 1.93.  Goodness.  Josh Beckett looks unhittable.  Manny and Papi look like they can hit anything.  And hit it far.  They are the clear cut favorites to win this thing.  Second in four years.  Not too shabby.  Not too shabby at all.  Roll Sox roll!

The New England Patriots are beating the ever loving daylights out of everybody.  James Bond style.  Like James Bond, nobody does it better.  Makes me feel sad for the rest.  Nobody does it half as good as you.  Baby, you’re the best.  Yes they are.  Yes they are. Tom Terrific is the best.  Better than all the rest.   Tom terrific just tied an NFL record with at least three touchdown passes in each of his first five games.  First and ten do it again!  And again.  And again.  The Patriots just became the fourth team ever to start a season with five wins by at least seventeen points.  Yowza!  They just improved to 5-0.  Just improved to 5-0 marking the third time in franchise history they’ve begun a season 5-0 or better.  Just improved to 5-0 without a big contribution from Randy Moss.  Without Randy Moss, who going into the game, was the NFL leader in yards receiving and total touchdowns.  Primetime!   That’s what these Patriots are.  Primetime baby!  Primetime!  Primed and ready to take down their fourth Super Bowl Trophy.

The Boston Celtics.  Everything’s coming up roses.  You’ll be swell!  You’ll be great!  Gonna have the whole world on the plate!  Starting here, starting now, honey, everything’s coming up roses!  The Big ticket.  Ray Ray.  The Truth.  The new Big Three.  There hasn’t been this much optimism around the Causeway since Larry Legend left town in traction.  Hot ‘Lantic title in the bag.  East title very accessible.  NBA Champs?  Who knows?  The main thing is this:  They’re in the conversation.  I know.  I know.  A little less conversation, a little more action.  All this aggravation ain’t satisfactioning me.  A little more bite and a little less bark.  A little less fight and a little more spark.  Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me.  These Celtics will satisfy you.  Satisfaction guaranteed. 

For Boston, for Boston, we sing our proud refrain!  How ’bout them Eagles.  Them Boston College Eagles.  Them Boston College football Eagles.  Fourth in the nation?  Are you kidding me?  Matt Ryan.  Cold as ice.  Cold as ice, willing to sacrifice.  Willing to sacrifice on the way to a Heisman.  Willing to sacrifice on the way to an undefeated season.  Willing to sacrifice on the way to a National Championship.  The Eagles haven’t been ranked this high  since they climbed to No. 4 following a 52-20 victory over North Carolina way back in 1984.  Way back in 1984 when Midget Moses was behind center.  Way back in 1984 when two weeks later they lost to West Virginia.  Way back in 1984 when they finished the season with a Cotton Bowl victory over Houston and a No. 5 AP ranking.  Not to mention having the Heisman Trophy winner in quarterback Doug Flutie.  With only Notre Dame and Virginia Tech standing in their way, this season could be better. 

We had Bobby Orr and the Big Bad Bruins.  We had Teddy Ballgame.  We had Bill Russell and all those Celtics banners raised in the gahden.  We had Yaz and the Impossible Dreamers.  Boston Sports has had a lot of great moments.  But none like this.  None like this all at once.  Hummin’, comin’ at cha.  Yeah, ya know I’m gonna gat ya.  Savor this moment Boston Sports fans.  It is a moment the likes of which,  we may never see again.

Public Acknowledgements:  Simpsons, Green Day,  Timbuk-3, Deer Hunter, REM, Pedro Martinez, Bob Dylan, Ramones, Ian Flemming, Carly Simon, Tina Turner, Chris Berman, Gypsy, Elvis, Foreigner and Cypress Hill

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Peace out homies.  Six Two and Even!

Josh Q. Public:  He’s so cold, he’s so cold.  He’s so cold cold cold like an ice cream cone.  He’s so cold He’s so cold.  I dare not touch him my hand just froze.  -Rolling Stones

Public Service Announcement:  Ok here we go!  Don’t look now folks, but here it comes.  Here comes the boom, boomin’, bouncin’, stalkin’ much walkin.  Walk with the bouncin’.  Hit’em where it counts man.  Hit’em like a mountain.  Split’em have’em spittin’ up blood like a fountain.  Yup here comes the boom.  Boom boom shake the room.  Here comes College Football.  On Thursday, August 30, ESPN takes a break from Who’s Now and brings back the smashmouth.  Starting us off down south.  Bringing us LSU vs. Mississippi State.  I can’t wait.  The thrills, the spills, the spectacle, the humanity.  The waiting is the hardest part.  Every day you see one more card.  You take it on faith, you take it to the heart.  The waiting is the hardest part.  The waiting is almost over.  You know what else I can’t for?  Huh?  Do ya?   I can’t wait for Boston College Screamin’ Eagle quarterback Matt Ryan.

Everbody’s been Orange Bowl MVP Brian Brohming it up.  Fight now for victory and show them, how we sure will win this game.  Fight on you Card’nals and prove to them
that we deserve our fame.  Everybody’s been packing a pair of Colts.  Brennan and McCoy.  Everybody’s been yakking about John Parker Wilson.  Roll Tide roll!  Like R. Kelly, everybody’s been feelin’ on yo’ Booty.  Not me folks.  Not the Public.  There’s a quarterback up in Chestnut Hill nobody wants to talk about.  For Boston, for Boston.  Thy glory is our own.  For Boston, for Boston.  ‘Tis here that truth is known.  The truth is, Matt Ryan is the best quarterback in the country. Since the 2005 season, Ryan has been leading the Screamin’ Eagles.  Since 2005 he has led them to two bowl victories.  Since 2005 he holds a 14-4 record in eighteen starts.  Ryan has thrown for 200 or more yards 15 times.  He’s is fifth all-time in school history in passing yards.  When all is said and done he will finish third behind Midget Moses and Brian Foley.  This is one cool cat.  Singin’ the blues while the lady-cats cry.  Wow, stray cat, you’re a real gone guy.  I wish I could be as carefree and wild.  But I got cat class and I got cat style.  So cool, they call him Matty Ice.  Ice ice baby, too cold, too cold.  Cool enough to lead the ACC in total offense and in passing yards.  Cool enough to play hurt.  He played most of 2006 on a broken foot.  He was awarded first-team All-ACC honors on a broken foot.  Gimping to a double overtime victory against nationally ranked Clemson.  Gimping around to beat Florida State.  Wo oh oh oh oh.  Wo oh, oh oh.  Hangin’ tough.  Hangin’ tough at 6'5?.  Hangin’ tough with a laser rocket arm. Hangin’ tough with great mechanics. So you can Sam Keller me.  Hail to the team!  The stadium rings as everyone sings the Scarlet and Cream. You can Matthew Stafford me.  Glory, glory to old Georgia!  Heck, you can even Pat White me.  Others may be black or crimson, but for us it’s Gold and Blue.  But I’m telling you its For Boston, for Boston, we sing our proud refrain.  It’s for Matt Ryan.  The best quarterback in the country.

Public Acknowledgements: DMX, Fresh Prince, Tom Petty, Stray Cats, Vanilla Ice, DraftStock.Com and the New Kids on the Block.

Public Spectacle:

Peace out homies.  Six Two and Even!